What about the child? He sleeps, he sleeps. What else can he do? ' A young single mother takes care of her two-year-old son. From morning to night, with no one to help her, she lives a close relationship with him. So, on certain nights, the mother allows herself to run away. A few meters from the apartment first, then always a little further, always a little longer, in pursuit of a semblance of lightness. Like Monsieur Seguin's goat, it pulls on the rope, but for how long?